Bethlehem, invitation from the universe

I traveled the world 2018-19.

In the previous chapter, I wrote about Camel camp in Israel. Before there, I visited Bethlehem where I was brought to by chance.

I have a good friend in Israel. He came to Yakushima island in Japan with his friend where I worked for a tourist information. I never forget, they came there during one of the biggest holidays in Japan without booking hostel. Everywhere the hostel was full. I struggled and finally succeeded pushing them in a cozy hostel which had a vacancy in good timing, and we became friends.

Later in 2018 in my world travel, I visited his country. Israel is what we Japanese only know on the TV, so I was quite curious. Curious but I didn’t check a lot about. This is my style, without lots of pre-information, it sometimes helps me concentrate on the whisper of the universe.

The whisper suddenly came when I visited Jerusalem.

I visited Jerusalem because my friend and his family recommended me. I knew the name of the town as “historical place with somehow complicated situation”. I was not good at history so I didn’t know about the detail. They also told me to book the free tour to have an explanation what is what and so did I.

On the day of Jerusalem tour, oh my God, I was late.

When I arrived at the gate of Jerusalem, there was nobody in group. I looked around for a while with my cat’s bag on my shoulder. Then an old man who was selling thick twisted bread at the gate talked to me.  “What are you looking for?” Maybe he had nothing to do at the moment.

Thankfully he bought me a cup of coffee and for a while we talked, said let’s see you later again and I left there looking for the guide and the group of the tourists.

While talking, I was watching the energy of the man. If he was thinking something not good, I usually sense some wired energy coming out from him. But this time, the energy was clear. So I thought this is okay to join. In this way I check the safety in my life.

Finally I found the group of tourists and joined them. The place around was very crowded and mostly I couldn’t hear the explanation of the guide, but I enjoyed.

After finished, I walked to the gate thinking as “the bread looked not in a good sales today so the man might not be there, let’s not expect much”. But there he was at the gate.

“I want to take you to Bethlehem”

He said. I didn’t understand the whole image of the story but replied as

“Okay, let’s go”

This day I came there by a rent car and the old man said he’d drive. One moment I hesitated but his energy was clear. So I said “okay” and I was lead into the town of Bethlehem.

Later my friend told me never to drive rent- car into Bethlehem anymore. Because the gate which we passed through on the way to Bethlehem was a border and rent car insurance was not valid in another country.

The old man looked very used to drive. The way which supposed to be the main Street was narrow but looked in a good business. Restaurants, hotels, cafe etc… with a tidy looking.

He stopped the car at a suvenior store. And this is where later I got the information about Mitzpe Ramon, a small town in Israel in the middle of the desert with a huge crater close by, where I decided to visit the next.

At the store, I was told “Bethlehem is where Jesus Christ was born” wow, I didn’t know that…

“There’s a Church of Native at the top of the slope of this main street”.

Of course later, I visited this super holy church.

If I were on time for the Jerusalem tour, it didn’t happen. 

By the way, later in Mitzpe Ramon, I found a small evidence that these coincidences were plan of my higher-self; in another word “bigger me” in the book 3 of Anastasia. What the evidence. I met very very nice host family in Mitzpe Ramon, with a lady whose name is Marie, the same name as mine, and her daughter whose birthday is exactly the same day as mine!

When something like this happens, I take it as ” I’m on the right path”. Until now, I have 3 people whose birthday is the same as mine. Or when I see a collection of numbers related to my birthday printed on an important item or something, mostly it’s also a signal of “good job” from my soul.

On the way back from Bethlehem, we dropped in an restaurant in Jerusalem for supper. What impressive, it was 22:00pm at night but lots of children were running and playing around on the street outside with their friends. I was quite surprised, maybe it’s very safe in the area. Wow.